Recently, someone said to me: “Why do you care so much about fictional characters? They’re fictional worlds. Make sure you come back to reality.”
The question posed, and the statements after, naturally gave me pause, as loaded questions like that tend to do. And as I pondered I realized I had not one answer, but many, and at the same time, no answer at all. My reasons for loving what I do are too abstract and yet so solid in that I know my love for these things will never leave.